“I think it’s about time that someone put that know-it-all mudblood in her place.” 

“And that someone would be you?”

“Exactly.”

“Believe me, I’m only like this when you are near me; you make me nervous.”

“Well, I do what I can.” Hermione wanted to beat that smirk off his face.

Draco lost his smirk and slowly put his hands on her small waist. He brushed his fingers against her bare skin and Hermione shivered.

“If you want people to think that you aren’t boring you have to not be boring. You have to be confidant and know what you want.” Draco whispered.

“You kissed Draco Malfoy, Hermione; It’s already out of hand.”

“I know; that’s why I am ending this insanity.”

“It might be a little too late for that.”

She could feel his hot breath on her skin as he began playing with the buttons on her shirt, “Don’t tell me you don’t want this. I know you remember the first time you kissed me as vividly as you do; you want me so bad you can’t stand it.”

“Well, two obvious choices would be a masquerade ball or an actual Christmas theme with a huge tree with ornaments and Christmas decorations and boxes wrapped in festive wrapping paper.”

Draco just looked at her.

“Or we could do a masquerade ball with a Christmas theme?”

Draco continued looking at her, “I'm not carrying around a damn mask all night.”

Hermione rolled her eyes, “Plain old Christmas theme it is.”
 
 
 

Since Hermione had entered the room, Ginny had been watching her intently. Harry noticed something off also, “You look different Hermione.”

Hermione shrugged despite the huge grin on her face, “I have no idea what you are talking about Harry.”

Suddenly Ginny gasped and dropped her book on the floor, “Oh my God!” She jumped off the couch and pulled Hermione off the chair.

 





 

Ginny sat next to Hermione and held her, “It’s ok Hermione, we’ll figure this out. No matter how it goes with Draco, I’ll always be here for you.”

“This isn’t going to end well Ginny; I can feel it.”